The Little Matchmaker of the Fox Demon: The Master of Tushan

"Na'er Demon Emperor, may you penetrate the six reincarnations?

Go to the Netherworld Yellow Spring to attract the lonely soul back to the sun? "

Thinking of the accountability of the young man, like the Huang Lu big bell, the clear sky thundered, and once again exploded in the old man's heart lake.

The girl holding the sugar gourd once again appeared in front of the yellow gourd.

Oh, yes! She's dead.

With her husband, he blew himself up and died.

The old man sitting in front of the grave spread his hands, and his appearance was full of endless loneliness.

The sugar shredded sugar hanging down from the sugar gourd fell to the ground, instantly attracting the surrounding ants and swarming up.

Falling in the eyes of the old man, these ants were extremely worried, and in a fit of anger, the palm wind struck, the black mist slapped on the ground, and countless ants instantly turned into nirvana powder and scattered into the air, as if they had never existed.

In the distance, there were three or five ants, leaving signals along the same kind, tentacles colliding randomly, crawling towards the source of the sweet breath.

The old man smiled, laughed and laughed and stopped abruptly.

Yellow gourd was not originally called by this name! This was taken by himself.

The caste was yellow, and because the girl liked sugar gourds, she gave herself the name gourd.

When the girl left, the weasel did not dare to appear, but only glanced at it from afar.

Even the poisonous master can't be detained, how dare the weasel demon ask her to stay here.

Time flies, ten years? Twenty years have passed.

On that stormy night, rumors circulated on the southern border that the Eastern Spirit Clan had been exterminated.

After another while.

A genus of weasels, after accidentally hearing of the death of Dongfang Qin Lan.

It resolutely left the southern border, taking with it a package of hawthorn fruits in addition to the name of the yellow gourd.

From the 100,000 reckless jungles in the south, step by step.

Pass through the Great Demon Territory and evade the Taoist priests' search.

One year and eight months have passed since we reached Tushan.

The soles of the feet were worn out calluses, and the whole body was scarred, and there was not a single piece of complete skin.

The lowly and lowly weasel went from being a little demon who could be transformed into a spiritual and intelligent little demon, fighting and hiding, and cultivated into a little demon king.

A hundred thousand miles long, wind and snow and rain blood.

After many inquiries, I finally came to that place.

For more than a year, the giant pit remained, and the remaining fire burned silently, and there was no grass.

The body that has endured the baptism of fireworks in the past has some resonance here.

The yellow gourd, which was already the little demon king, turned back into a prototype and was frozen in the big pit.

After more than a month, it defected to Huangfeng Ridge.

Ten years later, it followed the trail to Mobei, chased and killed for half a year, and finally tortured and killed the tiger crane twin immortals who collapsed in form, and the means were extremely extreme.

Once again, he went out of the customs and killed the patriarch of the previous generation with the Great Demon King Realm, and poisoned the closed Demon Emperor. Become the patriarch of the Huangfengling clan.

It went to Tushan to ask for the demon emperor, but to no avail.

After the Tushan chaos, the demon emperor Tushan Hong disappeared.

Ask others rather than yourself. Retreat again, ask for the Demon Emperor.

............

The old man grabbed a handful of dust and let it fall between his fingers.

He spoke

, "I was still a little demon at that time,

and I collected the soil layer with a radius of ten miles.

Sift them through one by one.

But nothing was left. "

Tu Shan is red, Tu Shan cultivated the reincarnation continuation method!" Have you ever broken the six reincarnations? The

red-clothed vermilion lips lightly opened:

"No!"

...............

The old man laughed maniacally, and his voice was bursting.

"Since you can't, Tushan Fox Clan, why do you grow according to the Bitter Sacred Tree. Such a treasure, let me take charge! When

the words fell, the old man sitting cross-legged instantly soared into the air, dressed in black at this moment to cover the sky, rolling endless pitch-black magic qi black light, swept the peak of the moon peak, and the blue sky was dim and silent in an instant!

It's like an old demon descending into the world.

A huge gloomy white bone claw appeared out of thin air in the air, surrounded by yin and black qi, and tens of thousands of unjust souls roared, dark and evil, comparable to the ghost domain.

The surrounding temperature plummeted, ice flowers condensed in the air, Bai Qiye snorted, rolled over and rolled towards the grave, curled up at the head of the grave.

The white bone giant claw attacked Tu Shan Honghong.

Bai Qiye exclaimed: "Sister Hong Hong, be careful!" "

It happened suddenly, only in an instant, this old demon said to fight and fight! Bai Qiye came smartly.

He was gambling that the yellow gourd would not ruin this Oriental Qin Lan's crown tomb.

Even if it is difficult to say whether there is a crown or not, it is the only concern and bond.

Under the dark wind, the remaining paper ashes in front of the grave flew around, but they always lingered on the sugar gourd, blowing a turning wind.

The slender strands of sugar on the bamboo skewer are not broken.

This proves that Bai Qiye is safe!

As for him still gambling, betting that the Tushan Sword Spirit will not be indifferent and let its master be caught alive!

As it turned out, Bai Qiye's bet was wrong.

Tu Shan Jian lay motionless on the ground, dim, not even the slightest brilliance.

Tu Shan Honghong moved back a hundred meters, and the claws of insulation swept out.

In the face of the huge white bone giant claw, roaring wild souls, ghosts are full of energy, and they are very small and weak.

A large domain that belonged to the Demon Emperor alone, connected with countless filaments, suspended from the nine heavens, and the thousands of spiritual energy floating in the air all gathered, condensing into a fish-like spiritual energy.

But in mid-air, it continued to shatter, condense, and shatter, and finally only a few could be injected into the red clothes.

Tu Shan Honghong was forced to constantly flash and shift, and the white bone claw burst the space, emitting a booming sonic boom, and the void shattered.

Bai Qiye smacked his tongue, and the power of the demon emperor was terrifying.

That day, fainting had not yet personally felt the demon emperor-level battle that could communicate the power of heaven and earth, and today's observation can be said to re-recognize the power of the demon emperor.

Bai Qiye obviously noticed that Tu Shan Honghong, who had gone wrong in the reincarnation of the continuation of the relationship, no longer had the ability to communicate the power of heaven and earth, but he could also break the shackles of rules, forcibly connect with the laws of heaven and earth, and condense it.

This is one of the only four emperors of the demon race in ancient times, and it is indeed worthy of its name.

The name of the red clothes, after all, has suppressed the demon race for nearly a thousand years.

On the other hand, the yellow gourd looks very strange, as if stepping into the magic path, the gloomy bone claws are like the product of the nine ghosts, the ghosts are heavy, and the resentment is full of anger.

Moreover, such a powerful technique of the Demon Emperor Realm did not seem to use the power of the rules of heaven and earth.

Is this the reliance of the yellow gourd?

Seeing the defeat of Tushan Red Festival, Bai Qiye's heart was very anxious, and he kept shouting the sword spirit, from the little sister-in-law to the big aunt, he couldn't shout all over again and again without responding.

After all, without Tushan Sword, he is a scumbag!

The yellow gourd didn't even bother to kill him, otherwise Fang Cai's white bone giant claw scraped and shattered his bones in minutes.

The gate of the Hades Palace has been walked several times!

[Golden Pupil], even if you eat the bitter love tree bald today, you can't expect to stare at this old demon to death.

Wrong! With such a big formation, there is no reason why Tu Shan Rong does not know?

Bai Qiye looked at the old demon in the sky.

Crawling on the ground, he climbed to the side and stood up abruptly, pulling out the tombstone of the beginning of the Eastern Month.

"Offended! Borrow it and change your Obsidian later! "